John Shelby Novels & Stories

Grandpa Walter misunderstood everyone’s silence as reverence and continued with more arrogance “I will not let my grandson to be bewitched by some demoness.” He pulled Sheryl towards the centre of the crowd “This is the granddaughter-in-law that I have personally acknowledged.” “And her qualification?” No one knew where the sound came from, but it would be lie if Chris and Adrian said they didn’t know the other of the voice. Their lips curled in approval. “She is the granddaughter of my friend and partner, Mr Andrew Shelby. The youngest managing partner of the Shelby corporation, gold medallist from Harvard University.” Both Grandpa Walter and Sheryl had their chins lifted proudly as Grandp

Ryan calls after me. “What invite?” Jay asks. “Jeremy Football is Daniel’s stepson. The human we heard about. She accepted a study date and they agreed it was a good thing that he knows in case it goes somewhere,” Ryan totally rats me out. Jay’s jaw has dropped and Ray is grinding his teeth. “What the hell?” Ray manages to get out through his teeth. “Shelby isn’t opposed,” I tell them. “And she gets the final say. But he is not my mate.”

Noel was trying to kill her. Death by incredible sex. Shelby felt him shift and knew he was reaching for something else. She wiggled against her bonds, but she wasn't bothered by them a bit. Having him go down on her while she couldn't see or move had been erotic as hell and she couldn't wait to find out what he was going to do next.

"My uncle Pat thinks so too. Of course hell will freeze over before I make it for him again." "He should have recused himself at the hearing this morning," I grumble. "I'm sure he will for the next one. He was dishing out payback. My father hates my work downtown. My uncle is a little more accepting about my lifestyle but doesn't let on around my father. Dear old Dad makes my life difficult whenever he can. I really am sorry you're involved." I continue eating without answering. Shelby crosses her legs and bounces her foot. I can't take my eyes off her multi-colored toenails until she speaks, "If you want to pay them back, you could fuck me. That would do it."

Behind him followed his dad and a lady I didn’t recognise. “Leah, it’s great to see you. We are glad that you could make it today.” Jack offered me his hand. I shook his hand, “Thank you for the opportunity to interview for a position here.” “Leah, this is Julie Shepherd. Julie this is Leah.” Julie held her hand out, “It’s a pleasure to meet you.” “Likewise.” I shook her hand. “Thank you for bringing her up, Logan.” Julie smiled at him, there was something all too familiar about the smile.

Ryan Shelby, son of CEO Shelby who had somehow, branched out and made a name for himself. He is tall, handsome in that way that makes you do a double-take, and eventually a triple-take, and he is all lean muscles and athletic build. He has always been the media’s favorite, even while we were at college and once he and Ciara became a thing, it was all about them for two years straight. I shuffle my feet and head towards the kitchen, needing desperately to get away from that stare. “Want something to drink? Coffee? Uh…” I turn and give him a knowing smile, “vodka?”

Henry pov. For quite a while, I haven't laid eyes on Sierra, and my concern has been growing, not knowing if she's doing okay. The uncertainty about William troubles me deeply; I can't fathom what might be wrong with him, and at times, I feel this urge to confront him. Sierra, I know, is going through a tough time, and witnessing her treated as if she's nobody pains me as well. Hiding behind the woods, I fixate on William Castle, surrounded by an eerie silence that perplexes me.

"Here… I'm not sure either, just… around here. It hurts in my heart too…" In an instant, I slapped his hand away and snapped, "If you're here for treatment, then act like it. What's with the grabbing? Do you think my wife is some top donor from your livestream?" Corey flinched, then immediately put on a pitiful expression. "Dr. Shelby is a professional doctor, and I'm a patient. How can you twist this into something so filthy?" "Calm down, honey." Sandra lightly scolded me, as if for show.

I didn’t want him suspecting anything, and judging by his reaction, for now, I can tell that he doesn’t. “No, as my beta, you are the ONLY one to know about this. Donatello knows about this because he is my partner and Donato is obviously his son” I said, glaring at my beta whose frown deepened somehow. I didn’t respond to him as I looked at Donatello, the two of us sharing a silent message that I was thankful neither Donato or Carter picked up. The bait has been thrown, now all we need to do is see what we’re going to catch…

Jax's Point of View 'Who is she?' Shelby asked. Shelby was the chief detective of New York and was also under my pay check so he protected me from any sort of criminal charges that I may face if any men are careless or tell me about any snitches that phone the cops with intentions of putting me out in business. My go to man for snitches. But who was she? 'My fucking headache. Each and every fucking day.' 'I'll say it she's sexy.'